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Rating : PG-13
Pairing : RPS V/O
Status: Complete
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction.
Warning: Just slash, which if you’re here, you probably know already.
Summary: A Helm’s Deep fic based around the wonderful screen caps of the Le Abdollen Scene in The Two Towers
Author's Notes: Dedicated to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
pseudy who let us all see the screen caps which inspired this. Thanks pseudy ! and to matan4il for pointing me back to the screencaps when I forgot where I found them!
Beta reading by my darlingmatan4il Grateful thanks, honey, I know you squeezed it into your busy schedule. You know I couldn’t do it without you.
In the following fic the italicized text represents the thoughts of the main characters.
Blurred Reality
Aragorn strides purposefully into Helm's Deep, intent on seeing King Theoden and warning him of the approaching Orc army. The refugees seem to melt away in front of him as he hurries through them looking neither right nor left. He stops suddenly when one pair of soft leather boots stands right in front of him and doesn't give way. His eyes travel upwards to look into the face of Legolas.
Legolas looks at his lover and doesn't seem surprised to see him. Perhaps he knew they would meet again. Did Elven intuition tell him that Aragorn was not going to die after the Warg battle? He looks into Aragorn's eyes. What thoughts are running through his head as he looks at his lover's face once again?
~~About bloody time too! How long am I expected to hang around this draughty place waiting for you to turn-up?~~
“Le Abdollen.” [You're late]
~~Here I am, bedraggled, filthy, half drowned, feeling like death warmed up, and he stands there, not a hair out of place, looking like the embodiment of an angel and devil combined. Gods, I want him so much, but this isn't the place or the time...~~
Aragorn gives Legolas a questioning look. He looks puzzled by the Elf's comment; perhaps it's not the greeting he was expecting or hoping for.
~~How does he manage to look so filthy and scruffy and bloody sexy all at the same time? Those injuries look unpleasant. He needs me to take care of him. Don't worry, my filthy human, I'll make sure you are properly taken care of personally. Later, when this is over.~~
“You look terrible,”
~~…and I still want to shag you senseless. Maybe we'll find time, we must make time...~~
Legolas glances down at the injuries on his lover's body. He looks vaguely surprised as if only just realising what a state the Ranger is in.
~~The way he's looking at me, he's lust on legs. Just as well I'm wearing a heavy leather tunic or Eowyn would have something to stare at. It was worth scaring everyone senseless and being half drowned just to see that look in those Elven eyes. He knows how I feel about him, but I can hardly do anything about it in front of all these people.~~
Aragorn laughs at the look on Legolas’ face. He finally looks pleased to see the Elf again, and clasps his lover’s shoulder.
~~Oh, I can't kiss him here, but I want to! I want to feel that rough stubble against my face, those lips touching mine.
I need to give it to him...and return the Evenstar as well! Lift up your hand, filthy human, I have something for you. Let's get on with this before I scandalise all these good people by sticking my tongue down your throat and my hand down your breeches~~
The friendly salute is returned by Legolas. The comrades move closer, their heads almost touching.
~~He has something for me? Doesn't he always? This prissy, randy Elf is always up for it; I've never known anyone with his stamina before. Hope I can keep up with his demands!~~
Legolas extends his hand; something's concealed within it. Aragorn's hand lifts to accept whatever is hidden there.
~~The damn necklace keeps coming between us but never mind, it's a good excuse to stroke his perfect skin. Don't move your hand yet, my love, let me touch you a little longer...~~
Legolas drops the Evenstar into Aragorn's hand. Instead of pulling away, Aragorn clasps Legolas' fingertips and strokes his thumb sensuously along the underside of the Elf's hand.
~~Oh my, that was dangerous but it felt so good, touching me like that in front of all these watching eyes. Hmmm...Damn these tight leggings, why can't Elves wear baggy trousers? ~~
Legolas finally withdraws his fingers, slowly.
~~So I have to start wearing this damn trinket again. What a pain in the arse. I don't know how the prissy Elf puts up with this irritating jewelry stuff. I find it catches in my clothes all the time.~~
Aragorn looks down at the Evenstar in his hand.
~~I need you so much, I have to touch you again, feel you again, make you mine, again and again...~~
Legolas reaches out, his arm almost concealed in the shadows, he is stroking Aragorn's lower arm gently, running his thumb up and down the leather arm brace.
~~You tempt fate, my beautiful, someone might see that. But no, who will notice such fleeting touch? Surely, no one is watching us that closely. Oh, if only you could stroke more than my arm, hold more than my hand...~~
Aragorn looks surprised at the Elf's action. He doesn't pull away though.
~~Just you wait till tonight, filthy human. Helm's Deep or no Helm's Deep, I'm going to screw you into the middle of next week. There must be somewhere around here where I can get my hands on your arse.~~
Legolas smiles at Aragorn.
~~Just you wait till tonight, you gorgeous creature. Helm's Deep or no Helm's Deep, there must be somewhere around here, a place where a lonely human can screw his best mate.~~
Aragorn looks at Legolas.
“Hannon Le” [Thank you]
Legolas looks down waiting for...
“CUT!”
“OK, that's a wrap. Well done, Viggo, Orlando. You guys are through for today. Have a nice evening.”
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Rating : PG-13
Pairing : RPS V/O
Status: Complete
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction.
Warning: Just slash, which if you’re here, you probably know already.
Summary: A Helm’s Deep fic based around the wonderful screen caps of the Le Abdollen Scene in The Two Towers
Author's Notes: Dedicated to
pseudy who let us all see the screen caps which inspired this. Thanks pseudy ! and to matan4il for pointing me back to the screencaps when I forgot where I found them!Beta reading by my darling
matan4il Grateful thanks, honey, I know you squeezed it into your busy schedule. You know I couldn’t do it without you.In the following fic the italicized text represents the thoughts of the main characters.
Aragorn strides purposefully into Helm's Deep, intent on seeing King Theoden and warning him of the approaching Orc army. The refugees seem to melt away in front of him as he hurries through them looking neither right nor left. He stops suddenly when one pair of soft leather boots stands right in front of him and doesn't give way. His eyes travel upwards to look into the face of Legolas.
Legolas looks at his lover and doesn't seem surprised to see him. Perhaps he knew they would meet again. Did Elven intuition tell him that Aragorn was not going to die after the Warg battle? He looks into Aragorn's eyes. What thoughts are running through his head as he looks at his lover's face once again?
~~About bloody time too! How long am I expected to hang around this draughty place waiting for you to turn-up?~~
“Le Abdollen.” [You're late]
~~Here I am, bedraggled, filthy, half drowned, feeling like death warmed up, and he stands there, not a hair out of place, looking like the embodiment of an angel and devil combined. Gods, I want him so much, but this isn't the place or the time...~~
Aragorn gives Legolas a questioning look. He looks puzzled by the Elf's comment; perhaps it's not the greeting he was expecting or hoping for.
~~How does he manage to look so filthy and scruffy and bloody sexy all at the same time? Those injuries look unpleasant. He needs me to take care of him. Don't worry, my filthy human, I'll make sure you are properly taken care of personally. Later, when this is over.~~
“You look terrible,”
~~…and I still want to shag you senseless. Maybe we'll find time, we must make time...~~
Legolas glances down at the injuries on his lover's body. He looks vaguely surprised as if only just realising what a state the Ranger is in.
~~The way he's looking at me, he's lust on legs. Just as well I'm wearing a heavy leather tunic or Eowyn would have something to stare at. It was worth scaring everyone senseless and being half drowned just to see that look in those Elven eyes. He knows how I feel about him, but I can hardly do anything about it in front of all these people.~~
Aragorn laughs at the look on Legolas’ face. He finally looks pleased to see the Elf again, and clasps his lover’s shoulder.
~~Oh, I can't kiss him here, but I want to! I want to feel that rough stubble against my face, those lips touching mine.
I need to give it to him...and return the Evenstar as well! Lift up your hand, filthy human, I have something for you. Let's get on with this before I scandalise all these good people by sticking my tongue down your throat and my hand down your breeches~~
The friendly salute is returned by Legolas. The comrades move closer, their heads almost touching.
~~He has something for me? Doesn't he always? This prissy, randy Elf is always up for it; I've never known anyone with his stamina before. Hope I can keep up with his demands!~~
Legolas extends his hand; something's concealed within it. Aragorn's hand lifts to accept whatever is hidden there.
~~The damn necklace keeps coming between us but never mind, it's a good excuse to stroke his perfect skin. Don't move your hand yet, my love, let me touch you a little longer...~~
Legolas drops the Evenstar into Aragorn's hand. Instead of pulling away, Aragorn clasps Legolas' fingertips and strokes his thumb sensuously along the underside of the Elf's hand.
~~Oh my, that was dangerous but it felt so good, touching me like that in front of all these watching eyes. Hmmm...Damn these tight leggings, why can't Elves wear baggy trousers? ~~
Legolas finally withdraws his fingers, slowly.
~~So I have to start wearing this damn trinket again. What a pain in the arse. I don't know how the prissy Elf puts up with this irritating jewelry stuff. I find it catches in my clothes all the time.~~
Aragorn looks down at the Evenstar in his hand.
~~I need you so much, I have to touch you again, feel you again, make you mine, again and again...~~
Legolas reaches out, his arm almost concealed in the shadows, he is stroking Aragorn's lower arm gently, running his thumb up and down the leather arm brace.
~~You tempt fate, my beautiful, someone might see that. But no, who will notice such fleeting touch? Surely, no one is watching us that closely. Oh, if only you could stroke more than my arm, hold more than my hand...~~
Aragorn looks surprised at the Elf's action. He doesn't pull away though.
~~Just you wait till tonight, filthy human. Helm's Deep or no Helm's Deep, I'm going to screw you into the middle of next week. There must be somewhere around here where I can get my hands on your arse.~~
Legolas smiles at Aragorn.
~~Just you wait till tonight, you gorgeous creature. Helm's Deep or no Helm's Deep, there must be somewhere around here, a place where a lonely human can screw his best mate.~~
Aragorn looks at Legolas.
“Hannon Le” [Thank you]
Legolas looks down waiting for...
“CUT!”
“OK, that's a wrap. Well done, Viggo, Orlando. You guys are through for today. Have a nice evening.”
I’ll also be posting to
carefullykissed and vigorleancult
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Date: 2005-04-15 02:01 pm (UTC)ok, I can relax now. lol. Well it was a really good idea, and normally I have no problem with RPS/FPS mixes so I just wasn't getting why I didn't like it. I know some people don't like this sort of feedback.
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Date: 2005-04-15 02:12 pm (UTC)*more hugs*
My other stuff is strictly FPS or RPS with no blurred lines, LOL.
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Date: 2005-04-15 04:42 pm (UTC)I have a feeling I'm about to do horrible things to the plot of 28 days (hopefully Orli won't be too distressed at being cast as Sandra Bullock *coughs*) so I don't think I'll be inviting myself to comment on that one. lol.
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Date: 2005-04-15 10:06 pm (UTC)Can I add you to my flist so I don't miss when you upload 28 days - I rather like the sound of that!
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Date: 2005-04-15 10:17 pm (UTC)